I think im done with all these bitches
I think im done with all these bitches
She done played in my face i dont get it
She done lied in my face i dont get it
If he try it we shoot at his fitted, (psh)
Had this freak hoe you know im in it
Switching through two cars i be it in it
Switching out three broads i be in them!
I get high then i feel too imperial
And the bad bitch play me on the stereo
And i feel like the man i ain't hearing them, (aye, psh)
Up that rod on that boy i ain't sparing them
They gon' copy what i do like a parrot though
Spin they block, spin around like a ferris hoe
Getting racks and i keep it transparent hoe, (aye)
Ain't pick up a pen or a pencil
When im high spit this shit off the mental
And my bitch classy i keep it simple
If he try it get popped like a pimple
Getting racks boy i just keep it simple
Aye, aye
I think I'm done with all these bitches
I think I'm done with all these bitches
She done played in my face i don't get it
She done lied in my face i don't get it
If he try it we shoot at his fitted, (psh)
Had this freak hoe you know im in it
Switching through two cars i be it in it
Switching out three broads i be in them!
I get high then i feel too imperial
And the bad bitch play me on the stereo
And i feel like the man i ain't hearing them, (aye, psh)